Don’t Be a Kept Man

The twilight gradually sinks, like an overturned inkstone, swallowing the only light left on the horizon. Xun Chuan stared at the traffic under the overpass. When Yan Yu was not paying attention, his figure suddenly turned into a black air and dissipated. In the air, the old man on the opposite side moved, squatting his back and starting to close the stall and go home.

Liu Changming had just retired from the wine bureau and staggered into the car with the support of the driver. He was drunk and unconscious. He didn't find the place where the car was driving more and more remote, and it was not the way home at all.

The driver's eyes were dull, and he stopped the car mechanically: "Mr. Liu, here it is."

"Hmm...are you here..."

Liu Changming fumbled to open the door and get out of the car. When the night breeze blows, his chaotic mind suddenly becomes sober. The eye is a large area of ​​desolate demolished houses. There are still twos and threes of broken bricks scattered under his feet, which directly tripped him and rolled. It fell like a ground gourd.

"How did you drive a car!"

Liu Changming got up from the ground and couldn't help but get angry. He went up to find the driver to settle the account. He was surprised to find that he was empty behind him. There were some cars, only the high-rise buildings that were half demolished. The wind blew and made a sound similar to a woman crying, and his back suddenly She was in a cold sweat.

He wanted to go out in a panic, only to find that a white figure was crawling towards him from the waste brick pile not far away, little by little, making a sound of rubbing the ground, like the footsteps of death.

The imperceptible line of sight quietly surrounded him. Liu Changming shuddered. He didn't even see what the white shadow looked like. He ran straight away. He ran and called the driver, only to find that the signal was very poor. , I couldn't make a call, and my calf was weak.

Most of this residential building has been demolished and its walls are in ruins. Liu Changming ran for a long time, but could not find an exit. As long as he turned his head, he could find that white shadow was always behind him, and it was getting closer. In the moonlight, she could clearly see her rotted hideous face, accompanied by deep laughter.

"Wait for me... I will be here soon..."

"Wait for me..."

She was crawling on the ground a little bit, leaving a trail of blood. Liu Changming was so scared that she couldn't walk anymore. She crawled on the ground in a hurry and backed up: "What the **** are you! Don't come over! Don't come over!!! Ah ah ah! Ahhhhh, help! Is there anyone!!!"

He was sweating profusely and couldn't tell whether it was tears or sweat. It was not until a sticky and rotten hand grabbed his ankle that Liu Changming seemed to wake up from a dream, picking up the bricks on the ground and slamming it against him. The head of the female ghost.

"boom--!"

It was like the sound of cracking skulls.

"boom--!"

It seemed that some liquid had spilled out.

"boom--!"

The hand finally released his ankle.

Time after time, Liu Changming's eyes were already scarlet. He staggered to his feet and wiped his face with his sleeve, only to see that the impersonal female ghost who had been hit by himself just moved up again, making a skeletal crackle. There were even unknown pieces of meat tissue that fell off.

Liu Changming's pupils shrank, seeing the female ghost stand up from the ground little by little, behind a dead wall, he suddenly ran into a high-rise building halfway through demolition, holding on to the railing and desperately running up.

"Boom...boom..."

There was a heavy footstep that followed him unhurriedly. Liu Changming didn't dare to look back, so he could only climb up desperately. Seeing the rooftop that was about to reach the top of the building, he suddenly stopped and dodged to hide aside. Room.

Before the building had time to be demolished, it was empty inside, and the door lock was still intact. Liu Changming locked the door, shook his back against the door panel, biting the back of his hand and daring not to make a sound, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The footsteps approached, and then went far away, as if on the rooftop. Liu Changming wanted to take this opportunity to run downstairs, but he didn't dare, so he could only wait.

"Boom...boom..."

She seemed to have come down from the roof, and the sound of dragging footsteps lingered in the corridors, never going away.

"Are you playing hide and seek with me... Then I will come to you..."

Liu Changming's face was scared.

With a "bang", the female ghost opened the first door, which was empty: "Not this one."

With a "bang", the female ghost opened the second door: "It's not this one either."

Liu Changming was in the fifth room. He heard the sound of pushing the door closer and closer to him. It was as if he heard the footsteps of the **** of death. His whole thoughts were lost. At this moment, he suddenly heard the outside movement stop.

"not here……"

The dragging footsteps of the female ghost gradually faded away: "It must be below..."

Liu Changming's tense nerves finally loosened. He wiped the sweat from his face with a trembling sleeve. He didn't go down immediately. Instead, he waited for a long time before he stood up tremblingly.

He tried his best not to make a sound, and gently opened the door lock, looked through the gap, and found that the corridor was empty, so he dared to go out.

Liu Changming was weak. He supported his already exhausted body on the rusty railing, slowed down and went downstairs. Although he had paid attention to it, the surrounding was quiet and terrifying, and the sound of footsteps was very obvious.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

He catted to his waist and lightened his steps a bit.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

When Liu Changming reached the fifth floor, he leaned on his knees and took a breath.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The footsteps were still ringing, and Liu Changming's expression instantly changed. He stiffly looked up and found a white figure three steps away from him, and the female ghost had been following him all the time! !

The female ghost tilted her head, a face with only the eyeballs intact, as if she was smiling: "I found you..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah -!"

Liu Changming was frightened, and his body was crooked and rolled down the stairs, screaming unceasingly, blood stains had been seen in the head collision, and when he rolled all the way to the second floor, he was blocked by the steel bars on the stone steps. This stopped.

Liu Changming was already venting more and less air, vomiting blood out, and his legs couldn't move.

As soon as the figure of the female ghost was scattered, she changed into Xun Chuan's appearance. He looked at Liu Changming condescendingly, his beautiful facial features glowing cold colors in the moonlight, and walked to him step by step.

As if he had lost his patience and was too lazy to play this cat-and-mouse trick, Xun Chuan was full of resentment, and he was about to take Liu Changming's life. At this moment, a golden light suddenly hit Xun Chuan directly. His hands were so corroded that a puff of blue smoke appeared.

"Who!"

Xun Chuan withdrew his hand like lightning, but it was too late. The rotten state had already been seen on the back of his hand. He looked at the door with gloomy eyes, and a rickety figure appeared there.

"Hahaha..."

There was an old low laugh in the man's throat, and there was a mole on his chin. It was the old man who set up a stall opposite Yan Yu today.

"It's a pity, I died at a young age, um... it's still a high-level ghost, it's rare, it's better to follow the little old man and go to reincarnation early."

The old man had a bronze gossip mirror with a big palm in his hand. It was this golden light that hurt Xun Chuan just now. He looked like a Taoist, but not a Taoist. He was full of evil spirits.

Xun Chuan said in a gloomy tone: "Be less and more nosy."

His fingertips tightened in the air. Liu Changming on the ground tilted his neck and suddenly broke his breath. The old man didn't stop him when he saw it. He smiled with a yellow tooth: "Boy, it's not good to kill someone, I have to take you. ."

The ghost is desperate, and the heaven is not involved, the ordinary warlock will not care about these things.

Aware of the unkindness of those who came, Xun Chuan's eyes were dark red, and a thick black resentment instantly attacked the old man. Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a baby crying around. The resentment was about to hit the old man. , It disappeared in the air so quietly.

Xun Chuan's expression changed.

The old man was sitting on his shoulders with a black baby, his eyes were red as blood, a row of teeth were sharp and shone with cold light, and his cheeks were bulging, as if he was chewing on something, making a creaking sound. All the grievances Xun Chuan had just hit was swallowed up.

Xun Chuan sneered: "It turned out to be an old kid raising a kid!"

He knew that he was not the old man's opponent, and he didn't intend to go head-to-head. Unexpectedly, the old man raised his hand and squeezed a tactic. An invisible barrier suddenly appeared around him, directly trapping Xun Chuan.

"Hahaha, what about raising a kid, you are also a kid raised by that man, you might as well follow a little old man if you are a sick kid."

The old man thought Xun Chuan was a kid raised by Yan Yu.

Xun Chuan tried to rush out, unexpectedly when his body touched those barriers, it was immediately corroded into white bones, his face was instantly pale, and he curled up in pain.

The old man was chanting the spell, seemed to be preparing for the soul-collection, raised his eyelids when he saw it, and said with a smile: "You are unlucky when you meet me. If you can't rush out, give it up, just be honest if you don't want to lose your soul. of……"

Before he could finish his words, his figure suddenly swayed twice, and then he fell to the ground with a sudden crash, revealing a man standing behind him.

Yan Yu raised his eyes and looked at Xun Chuan quietly, his chest undulating, as if he was running at a very fast speed, his breathing was still a little disturbed, he threw away the bricks in his hand with a slam, and walked towards Xun Chuan step by step in the darkness.

The ghost infant on the ground screamed when he saw it, rushed towards Yan Yu, opened his mouth and bit the back of his hand severely, but the next second he was corroded by blood and screamed, Yan Yu was expressionless, and reached out to strangle it. A talisman flashed across Yan Yu's throat, and the ghost infant's figure was immediately fragmented and turned into black smoke, replaced by a pitch-black resentment bead in Yan Yu's palm.

Yan Yujian frowned slightly, flipped his wrist, put the beads in his pocket, and then raised his hand to pinch the technique, dispelling the barrier around Xunchuan.

The small half of Xun Chuan's face showed the appearance of a skeleton. He got up from the ground with difficulty, the back of his hand seemed to have been burned by the fire, showing a corrupt state.

Yan Yu glanced at Liu Changming, who had already died on the ground, and his voice was indistinguishable: "You came here to kill?"

Xun Chuan stretched out his hand to caress his face, and then put his hand down when he heard the words, keenly aware of his whole body, and said with a smile: "I am a ghost...A ghost doesn't kill, can you be called a ghost?"

The old man on the ground moved and made a painful cough. He was awakened. Yan Yu didn't even look at it. He kicked him fainted with a cold face.

Xun Chuan was hit hard, and his body shape kept changing back and forth between humans and ghosts. Yan Yu seemed to want to hold him, but was knocked down by Xun Chuan raising his hand. He stared at Yan Yu fiercely, like a man forced into a corner. Sleepy Beast: "Don't worry about it! I just love to kill! Sooner or later I will kill you!"

He was spiky and hysterical, Yan Yu wiped the blood from the back of his hand, grabbed Xun Chuan's wrist forcibly, and said in a deep voice: "Follow me back."

"I won't return!"

Xun Chuan's eyes were red with a few drops of blood, and he bit at Yan Yu's wrist fiercely, but he raised his hand to strangle his chin, and he was in a stalemate. Xun Chuan pushed him away violently: "Go away! Leave it alone! You were not there when I was bullied! You were not there when I was killed! Now let me take care of what I do!"

"Yan Yu, I hate you the most! I hate you to death! You don't understand anything! You don't understand anything!"

"Do you know that if I didn't run out that day, I would be killed by this guy! I waited for you so long! I waited for you so long! Why didn't you show up! Why!"

This incident was like a thorn, pierced into Xun Chuan's heart fiercely. After a long time, it turned pus and rot, and it hurts hard to breathe with a touch.

The two separated and combined countless times, the lotus was broken, the knife cut off the water, and finally they were entangled together. The rainy night Xun Chuan waited for him, Yan met the bottom, it was like a beginning. After countless times, they failed to be completely ruthless. Get down.

He gave Xun Chuan a cruel heart.

The only time.

The only time...

Xun Chuan only felt that he was on the verge of collapse. He was not happy when he was a man, and even worse when he was a ghost. He desperately tried to push Yan Yu away, but suddenly he was squeezed into his arms, tightening a little bit hard, and struggling. Forced to stop.

Yan Yu didn't speak, but the powerful one seemed to embed him in his bones and blood. Xun Chuan seemed to have no strength to struggle. He looked blankly at the mottled wall in front of him, as if watching his same mottled life.

Yan Yu's pale fingertips touched his horrible side face little by little, and then buckled the back of Xun Chuan's head, leaned over and kissed his lips, and slowly passed a wisp of popularity in. Xun Chuan wanted to push him away. But Yan Yu was clinging to her tightly, unable to move.

Yan Yu was born with a cold body, both of them were equally cold. They got together and couldn't tell who was colder. The wound on the side of Xun Chuan's face recovered little by little, but the kiss did not stop. His eyelids trembled and his fingertips Tightened loose, loosened tight, tightened loose, and finally grabbed Yan Yu's skirt.

After a long time, the two people separated.

Yan Yu closed his eyes and stroked his back: "Don't leave alone next time..."

"Don't be where I can't see."

Moonlight shone through the dilapidated deserted building and shone on them quietly, Yan Yu's voice was as gentle as the moonlight.

"go home with me."